User blog comment:Biggren/The Southern Alliance/@comment-25220117-20120223202615/@comment-3135907-20120224224450

The Samerel tacks slightly toward the islands ahead, one of which is the new site for the Alliance's headquarters. "Wait!" says the dormouse. "Our ship is sinking! Help us!" he calls to the retreating Samerel. His voice sounds slightly forced though... "Ahoy!" says the hare, ever the gallant one. "Ship in distress! Along side!" The Samerel edges in beside Scravey's galley. An otter comments to the other, "Hmm, some merchant ship! Galleys are only used fer slaves..." "Attack!!!" roars Grivvin.